The sky of tranquility-

is masked as clouds of-

affliction are gathering.

Whilst flying creatures are-

zeroing in on the target of making-

their way back to the green land-

of rapture,the sudden flow of frantic-

liquid washes them to the point of-

agitated melancholia .

Without raising other beings' eye browns,

innocent souls are being swayed by the woe-

of the vacant,impenetrable darkness.